When I entered the classroom, I saw Gabriel sitting at the desk smiling. As if he sensed my arrival, he gently greeted me.
- Hello, Mary. - embracing my name kind of weirdly.
- Good morning.
-...anyway, what do you do?
- Huh?
- What do you do when you come home from school?
- Nothing special. I study, draw, sing, and watch TV.
- Is that all?
- What more did you expect?
- A more interesting and attractive life.
- I really couldn't say that.
- I can't either. Well, you have a good voice.
- I think it's none of your business how I live. After all, you don't even know me.
- Really? People like you don't like to say thank you.
- Really.
He took off his glasses and gave me a deep look. Again I saw the bottomless sea with the shimmering reflection of the moon.
Adrenaline.
- I have been here for more than two weeks.
- And you think that's enough?
- Depends.
- It isn't enough for ANYBODY.
- Sure...- his face lit up with cunningness.
- Don't look at me like that!
- "Oh, what have I done!" - Unfortunately my teeth couldn't catch my words.
- Are you that stupid, that you don't know, I'm absolutely NOT looking at you?
- Sh*t.
He smiled.
I almost pissed my pants.
-"I wish this stupid game ends!"- I longed.
And it quickly came true.
I looked at the calendar. There were just 18 days left until our three-week-long holiday for the New Year.
Luckily, I could also follow the crowd of our classmates on Friday. But the time I was about to step out of the classroom:
- And why anyway?.. - a familiar voice addressed me.
- What do you want?! - I was already mad.
- Why do you have such a life?
I didn't want to talk about family problems with a stranger.
- I don't know you, you don't know me. Stop asking personal questions!
- You don't, but I do.
During this one-minute conversation with him, he evoked momentary trust, which was quickly dispelled by doubts.
But I still felt the presence of that thread that made me feel its reality. He was not like them.
- And in general, you YOURSELF ordered me to leave you alone, and now you are just trying to find out the personal details of my life!
- I have already found out, what I needed.
I was furious.
- Then, if you know me so well, who am I?!
- You're Mary.
- That's all?
- Yes.
I smiled.
- I see things that you don't even notice yourself.
- You SEE?
- Exactly.
Saying this, he put on his coat and slowly disappeared behind the door, just like the day before.
YOU ARE READING
Hold My Hand
General FictionThe novel, titled "Hold My Hand" tells the story of a 14-year-old girl from Tbilisi, (Georgia) Mary, whose life changes radically when a new student, Gabriel, is added to her class, who has completely lost his sight due to a severe disease. Despite...